Since the Frozen Soul Silver Needle was a highly toxic weapon, Song Qingshu focused all his attention on detoxifying Mu Wanqing, unaware that his actions might be inappropriate.
However, in Mu Wanqing’s view, this strange man suddenly rushing over to tear open her sleeve was an affront she couldn’t tolerate. Giving him a slap was already lenient—if it weren’t for the poison surging through her body, making her dizzy, she would have chased after him with her sword.
Song Qingshu had no time to explain and urgently shouted at Li Mochou, “The antidote!”
Although he could expel the poison using his internal energy, the process would be slow—far less effective than using the antidote.
“That pampered fool is as good as dead.” Everyone present shared the same thought upon seeing Song Qingshu daring to shout at the ruthless Li Mochou, a woman known for killing without hesitation.
To everyone’s surprise, Li Mochou merely rolled her eyes, retrieved two porcelain bottles from her robe, and threw them over. She coldly instructed, “Apply the red one externally, and take the white one internally.”
Song Qingshu was stunned. He hadn’t expected Li Mochou to give him the antidote so readily. Did she recognize his identity?
Shaking his head to dismiss the distracting thoughts, he focused on applying the medicine to Mu Wanqing.
“Don’t… touch me…” Mu Wanqing weakly protested, the poison clouding her mind.
Watching from a distance, Li Mochou felt a pang of distress and scolded, “Brat, do you have to use so much?”
Song Qingshu didn’t show the slightest shame and casually replied, “Better to use more—just to be safe.”
Seeing her painstakingly crafted antidote wasted so recklessly, Li Mochou was furious and nearly slapped him. But her attention was soon drawn to the three figures entering the inn, and she couldn’t afford to concern herself with Song Qingshu anymore.
“Well, well, such arrogance! How dare you belittle the martial arts of the Qinghai Sect?” The speaker was a burly old man with a flowing black beard.
Another man, dressed similarly, stood beside him, but the third person’s appearance was unnervingly strange—his face lacked a nose, and his features were disturbingly flat, like a blank canvas.
“One Finger Zen?” Li Mochou furrowed her brows, brushing her whisk with a sweep as she said, “Since when does Shaolin concern itself with the Qinghai Sect’s affairs?”
The bearded elder snorted. “Little girl, you’re not entirely ignorant if you can recognize my One Finger Zen. But you’re still limited in knowledge. Who said only Shaolin monks know this skill?”
“Oh~” Li Mochou suddenly realized. “So, it’s the Twin Fiends of Hejian.”
The Twin Fiends of Hejian were infamous for their battle against Shaolin’s Vajra Evil Subduing Ring during the Lion Slaughter Assembly. Together with other experts, they had broken through the once-invincible formation, nearly causing a disaster for the monks involved. Their reputation preceded them, and Li Mochou’s expression grew solemn upon seeing them involved.
Song Qingshu had been preoccupied with tending to Mu Wanqing, but upon hearing mention of the Twin Fiends, he glanced up curiously. Seeing that their fingers were intact, he was surprised. Hadn’t he shattered those fingers with his internal energy back in Kaifeng? How could they have recovered so quickly?
“Master, you must seek justice for your disciple!” Qinghai Yixiao, who had previously lain on the floor like a beaten dog, suddenly wailed.
The remaining guests in the inn were shocked by his outburst.
Yue Lingshan whispered to Ning Zhongze, “Mother, isn’t Qinghai Yixiao already a notorious figure in the demonic path? Just who is his master?”
Ning Zhongze was equally puzzled and turned to Yue Buqun for an answer.
After a moment of thought, Yue Buqun said, “It’s rumored that Qinghai Yixiao’s master is the fearsome Blank Fiend, a demon from decades past…”
The Mount Hua disciples all turned toward the three newcomers, and their gaze fell on the man with the featureless face—no nose, just a blank surface.
Although Yue Buqun had lowered his voice, the experts in the room still overheard him. The Blank Fiend chuckled sinisterly, “I didn’t expect anyone in the Central Plains to remember me after all these years. You must be the famed Gentleman Sword, Sect Master Yue.”
Yue Buqun forced a smile and stood to return the greeting. “Indeed, it is I, Yue.”
The Blank Fiend snorted, his smile devoid of warmth. “Today’s matter has nothing to do with the Mount Hua Sect. I hope Sect Master Yue will refrain from meddling.”
Yue Buqun nodded. “Naturally, the Mount Hua Sect has no quarrel with the Qinghai Sect.”
Hearing his master’s intention to remain neutral, Lin Pingzhi grew anxious. “Master… isn’t that against the principles of chivalry?”
He wasn’t truly concerned about Li Mochou, but with her protecting Mu Wanqing, he feared that if she perished at the hands of the Blank Fiend, Mu Wanqing would also be doomed. How could he repay Song Qingshu’s past kindness if that happened?
Yue Buqun’s face darkened. “Pingzhi, one must consider the circumstances when acting chivalrously. Li Mochou is a ruthless demoness—how is she worthy of our help?”
The lingering goodwill between both sides from earlier encounters evaporated in an instant. Li Mochou sneered coldly, “What a Gentleman Sword—so full of righteousness and virtue.”
Yue Lingshan, still holding a grudge from earlier events, grew furious at Li Mochou’s mocking tone. She drew her sword with a flash and shouted, “Li! I’ve tolerated you long enough!”
“Oh? Even you want to fight me?” Li Mochou glanced at her dismissively.
Yue Lingshan’s face flushed with anger, caught between advancing or retreating. Just then, Yue Buqun spoke calmly, “Shan’er, now is the time for the Qinghai Sect elders to resolve their grievances with Daoist Li Mochou. As for our issues with her, we’ll settle them later.”
Even the Blank Fiend couldn’t help but curse Yue Buqun’s shamelessness in his heart. His words sounded noble, but the truth was obvious—once Li Mochou exhausted herself fighting the Qinghai Sect experts, the Mount Hua Sect could easily take advantage. How could Li Mochou survive under such circumstances?
Li Mochou also realized the danger she was in. With the Qinggong skills of the Ancient Tomb Sect, she could escape if she truly wished. However, glancing at the poisoned Mu Wanqing, she hesitated.
“Sect Master Yue, the Mount Hua Sect prides itself on righteousness. This matter has nothing to do with the girl. I ask that you protect her in the name of chivalry,” Li Mochou finally said. She hoped that entrusting Mu Wanqing to the Mount Hua Sect would give the girl a chance of survival. If Mu Wanqing fell into the hands of the Qinghai Sect, she would suffer a fate worse than death.
Yue Buqun hesitated but hadn’t yet responded when Qinghai Yixiao burst out laughing. “Surnamed Li, you’re so protective of that girl. Could she be your love child with some secret lover?”
The moment those words left his mouth, both Li Mochou and Mu Wanqing erupted in fury.
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